Date night

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I was overflowing with joy. That has to be the most romantic and meaningful gesture I have ever received. For the rest of the night I danced around my flat to my favourite songs, thinking about how perfect Dan was and drinking copious amounts of alcohol. He was tall, had beautiful eyes and his hair was soft to the touch. Not to mention that he made me feel special, like I was the only boy in the world.

I was lying in bed scrolling through my tumblr on my laptop, my music now turned off, when I got a voicemail from Charlie, my shitty boyfriend. "Heyy phill" for fucks sake, he was so obviously drunk, well so was I but that's besides the point, I guess our date that I had been planning for over a month now didn't matter to him "listen babe" his words were slurred and I could hear loud club music and drunk hollers in the background "I have just met a smoking hot dude at this club and I'm going to bring him round yours, 'Kay? M'kay" and then the voicemail ended.

I grabbed the nearest pillow, covered my face with it and screamed profanities into it, why in gods name did I ever think dating such a self obsessed moron for as long as I have was a good idea? Suddenly, a knock on my door interrupted my screams, I know I shouldn't have answered it but I did and boy did I regret it.

"What the fuck do you want Charlie?" I opened the door and saw Charlie with his eyes half open, a clear sign of all of the drinks he's had, but I also saw someone else stood next to him. The other boy had dark brown, curly hair and bright turquoise eyes that were rather beautiful, he was a good foot taller than Charlie and seemed to be incredibly uncomfortable with the way Charlie was leaning on him. "What? Is it so wrong of me to bring my baby boy a fine piece of ass?" As he finished speaking he slapped the other boys butt, making both the man and I cringe, felt so bad for him.

Charlie tried to get past the door but I reached my arm out to block his advances, him and his arm candy from getting anywhere close to my flat "you're not getting in here" I stated in a powerful tone, crossing my arms and frowning at him, I tried to keep the other man out of this discussion so he could make a get away if he wanted. "Let me through, now" he spoke with a certain bitterness, a bitterness that was all too familiar to me, he usually took that tone when he was about to hit me or yell at me, I wanted to let him in due to the pure terror I was feeling but I knew that if I did he would smack me, or do something even worse "No" the poor man next to Charlie looked a bit apprehensive and bored, I wonder how long he's had to deal with Charlie, probably a good couple hours.

"That's it" Charlie suddenly bitch slapped me in the face and just as I was about to yell at him, kneed me in the stomach, I keeled over in pain and felt a tear fall down the left side of my face, the pain was instantaneous and intense. "What the fuck Charlie??" The man scolded him and clenched his fists, I hope Charlie doesn't hurt him like he has to me "you can't do that to your boyfriend! That's fucking abuse!" I looked up, still clutching my stomach, and saw the man stood in front of me pushing Charlie away with both of his hands, and giving me protection from any more of Charlie's abusive behaviour, thank god he was here to protect me.

"Fine! I don't need you two fuckers!" He finally backed away from us and stormed down my garden path and out into the street, the man kneeled down in front of me and lifted up my chin gently with his finger tips so that our eyes met "come on, let's go get you cleaned up".

The boy lead me through my hall, accidentally leading me into the wall a few times, and into my bedroom "here you are Phil" he lead me to my bed carefully and placed his arm on my shoulder so he could steadily let my body down onto my bed "my names PJ by the way" I was so exhausted from this evenings events that my eyes were already starting to close so I had to thank him quickly "thank you PJ.." and just like that, I was out cold.